In the prehistoric times, my human race cultivated the cell world and ruled the heavens.

Xiao Feng took a deep breath and walked forward to knock on the door.

Knock knock, knock knock.

"Here, who?" Mother Qin Yuqing's voice came from the courtyard.

Xiao Feng didn't reply, he didn't know how to speak, and his parents thought he was dead.

As soon as the door opened, Qin Yuqing was stunned, and then tears couldn't help but flow out.

"Son, you came to see your mother, and your mother misses you too, but how did you come out of the underworld, and Lord Yama asked you for leave?" Qin Yuqing still thought that Xiao Feng was a ghost, but she was not afraid, after all, it was her son, and he would not harm her, she also thought that she was hallucinating, and she didn't want to wake up from the hallucination, she missed her son too much.

"Mom, it's me, I'm not dead, don't cry, it's not good-looking. Seeing

that his mother was wrinkled, he knew that it was because he cried a lot to be like this, his mother was only in her forties, and she was usually well maintained, and it must be because of his death that his mother became like this.

"Son, it's good that you're not dead, come in quickly, let me see," she didn't understand what Xiao Feng said, and thought that Xiao Feng was the soul who came back to see her.

"Old Xiao, my son is back to see us. Mom shouted into the house.

"Yes, I'll take a look, don't lie to me!" Dad Xiao Zhan walked out of the house.

Then he was stunned.

Damn, this is a ghost, what to do, call the police, find a Taoist priest, find a Taoist priest, or stabilize him first, don't be nervous.

Xiao Zhan's heart was panicked at the moment.

No, doesn't it mean that ghosts don't have shadows?

Xiao Zhan came to Xiao Feng with the audacity, and then slapped Xiao Feng in the face.

As soon as Xiao Feng lowered his head, he dodged, every time his father hit him like this, he hid like this, it was all possible.

"Dad, why are you beating me," Xiao Feng was also depressed, just when you meet, you don't cry, just hit your face.

"Real person, you stinky boy, you don't know how to go home if you don't die, you see your mother is about to cry blind. Xiao Zhan was sure that this was his son, and that reaction was correct.

"I also want to come back, I'll tell you in detail later, Mom, don't cry, my son is really not dead, I don't believe you can try pulling your ears" Xiao Feng stretched his ears out in front of his mother.

Qin Yuqing pulled her ears with her hands, and she still took it around.

"Ah, mom hurts, it hurts.

"It hurts, it hurts, you turtle son, see if I don't kill you." As soon as Qin Yuqing saw that her son was not dead, the violent side was exposed.

"Dad, help

," "Hmph, you can ask for more blessings"

He also wanted to pull it, but pulling his ears is his wife's patent, so don't rob her, so as not to hurt the pond fish.

"Stinky boy, mom misses you to death, tell me where you have been in the past three years,"

think of my ears, Xiao Feng said in his heart.

"Mom, dad, come into the house and say

," "Okay, son, haven't you eaten, or I'll cook first, and talk while eating." Mom took Xiao Feng's hand and said.

"Okay, I miss my mother's food," Xiao Feng wanted to cry a little, tens of thousands of years.

"Good, good, good. You talk to your dad first, and the meal will be ready soon. Qin Yuqing said happily.

"Hmm

" "Come into the house with me and tell me where I've been in the past three years," Xiao Zhan said to Xiao Feng.

"Dad, are you still archaeology?" asked aloud after seeing that the house was full of antiques.

His father and mother are both archaeologists and professors.

Otherwise, where would he have appeared in the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, as their descendant, he also became an archaeologist, one of the youngest archaeology professors.